"Rook to D5. Aaaand that is checkmate!"
"Noooooooo!"
"Better luck next time, Ruby."
"My pretty pony... How could you..?"
"Mr. Arc. Ms. Rose. Could you please speak quietly while within the library!? This is a place for learning, not emotional drama!"
"We're sorry, Ms. Berli. It won't happen again."
"My free cookies..."
As the librarian left the team leaders, plus one, to their table, Ruby began to whimper once more for the loss of both her beloved Knight piece and her chances of getting free sweet treats. Sitting next to the little redhead, a second redhead consoled the little girl before turning to her partner who sat opposite Ruby.
"The winner of this match is Jaune. He is awarded the right to choose the location for the next joint mission for Teams RWBY and JNPR," raising his arm the smiling girl declared the winner of the fight. Residing as their judge, Pyrrha added emphasis to the results of the bet. "Ruby also loses the right to her free, home-baked cookies."
"Come on, Pyrrha. I can still bake some cookies even if Ruby lost the bet."
A glimmer of hope shone in the little red hood's eyes...
"That would be a violation of the rules to the game, so no."
...only to be dashed away by the crimson Champion.
"Pyrrha?!"
"MR. ARC!"
"Sorry, ma'am."
After apologizing to the angry, brown-headed librarian, Jaune gave Pyrrha a pleading look. At first, it seemed to be super effective on the redhead. Refusing to show weakness, Pyrrha tries to avoid his gaze by looking the other way, only to be met by a puppy-dog-eyed Ruby. With both flanks covered, the Spartan gives up her teasing.
"Ok. I get it. Ruby can have her cookies..."
"YAAAAAY!" The red hood began to jump in triumph until...
"... but only if I get half of what you bake as well." A deal was proposed.
"DONE!" Jaune agreed.
"UNDONE!" Ruby disagreed.
"OUT! NOW!" Ms. Berli, the librarian, returned. Her beautiful face stained with a murderous glare.
It had already been a year since Initiation. The past year had been sorely uneventful, save for a few adventures like risky missions that the eight of them had taken. But other than the capture of Roman Torchwick during the White Fang attack on Vale, not a single event involving the radical Faunus group had surfaced since then. The Vytal Festival that was supposed to take place was, for the first time in history, postponed. Rumours about the Council of Vale taking extra precautions became popular for a while until eventually dying down with the extraction of the Atlas military. Since the Festival was cancelled, there was no need for the extra security. Ironwood withdrew his forces and, with permission from the Atlesian and Valean Councils, took custody of all the criminals arrested during the breach which included the surviving White Fang and Roman.
Politics aside, Team JNPR alongside Team RWBY were currently enjoying their second year as students at Beacon Academy. In light of their ascension through the ranks, they would have written tests and classes replaced by practical missions distributed by the school's own mission boards, occasionally leaving beyond the walls.
As to how the two leaders, Ruby in particular, were playing chess in the library, the little reaper talked to Jaune about how to become a better tactician, something Jaune was mostly against as he thought himself incapable of becoming someone else's teacher. Forcefully challenging the scraggly blonde to a chess match, they chose a fitting, intellectual stage to host their battle. To convince the boy to go along with the match, they made bets. Jaune wanted to choose the next place they could visit on their next joint mission with Team RWBY whereas the little rose demanded hand-baked sweets.
The three made their quick exit from the library, snickering as they go.
"Okay," Jaune cleared his throat. "So that's a bag of chocolate-chipped cookies. Since Ruby lost, you both get only half the agreed amount."
"Uuuggghhh! Fine! But make sure mine's got the biggest chocolate chips."
"Can only make do with what I got, Rubes."
Writing down the orders in a small notepad as the reaper conceded, Jaune noted the ingredients they still had in the dorms. He wondered whether they needed to go shopping again to restock.
"I think we still have enough flour for about twenty cookies," he whispered to himself. "So, ten each should be good enough."
"Didn't we already run out?" Pyrrha chimed in. "Ren was quite mad about it this morning when Nora started begging him to bake a cake."
"We got like three bags of flour last time we went shopping," he replied.
"But didn't Nora use all of it for breakfast last weekend?"
"Hmmm? Did she?! Why don't I remember any of that? Wait! Am I forgetting something?" He racked his brain, trying to recall the events passed. "I could've sworn something big happened during the weekends."
"Well..." Pyrrha fidgeted on how to explain.
Five days ago,
"Ooooooooohhh, a double-dozen-inch stack smothered in strawberry-maple-chocolate syrup with a jar of honey, a can of whipped cream and a seven-cherry crown top," exclaimed a cheery girl clad in pink. "Now, for a drink to go with it, this bad boy needs is an espresso with a dozen cubes of pure sweetness! But where did Ren hide the sugar?"
Ren had the team's best interest in mind. Contrary to how he appears aloof at times, he did pay close attention to everything around him. The boy's caring and understanding nature was beloved by all, mostly because he was the only one capable of stopping Nora. However, if he wasn't around, his friends would be lost without his guidance. This is most especially the case when there was no one else to stop the Valkyrie. Lost in thought of all the hiding places, she cheerily started searching.
The cupboards, the shelves, the sink, under the beds, the closet, even the bathroom. She continued her search in every nook and cranny within the dorm but found nothing.
"Hmmm, if I was a jar of sugar, where would I be hiding?"
CREAK
Just then, the door opened.
"Hmm hmm hmm, hey Nora." A happy Jaune appeared. He walked in and was currently digging through his closet.
DING
"Liiiightbuuulb..." Nora had an idea.
"Come again?"
"Oh nothing."
"Hmm..." he continued on with his business.
"Say Jaune, do y'know where Ren hid the sugar? Ruby came by and asked if she could borrow some. Said she was going to make some cupcakes for Weiss."
"Hmm? Oh yeah, the sugar cubes are in a small compartment hidden under Ren's bed," he obliviously answered.
"THANKS!" Nora's cheery voice disappeared, replaced by the sound of furniture being dragged across the floor and said furniture being noisily flipped on its side.
"Huh, that's weird. If Ruby wanted sugar today, why didn't she ask me when I was with her a while ago–?!" Jaune realized his mistake. "NORA, WAI–!"
Five minutes later,
"..."
"..."
"Uuuggghhh... ooowww... my baaack..."
"Hihihihihihi...hihihihihihihihihihihi...hihi...hihihi..."
Armageddon greeted Ren and Pyrrha. Craters for floors and holes for walls were only the minor details. The furniture, beds and any form of plumbing seemingly created a replica of a triggered minefield. On the floor to one side, a giggling yet spasming orange-haired girl was wearing an expression of pure bliss. In the ceiling on the opposite side of said girl, a thin blonde had his arms and legs dangling like dead limbs. His back seemed to be glued to the place where the light bulb was supposed to be. At first, Ren thought he was dreaming. But then, he noticed the sugary mess where the kitchen was supposed to be.
"Grrrrrr," the boy in green snapped. "NOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Present day,
"So...?" Jaune pegged his partner to continue. "What happened?"
"Well," Pyrrha averted her gaze. "Let's just say that Ren's decided to not make pancakes for a month."
Jaune and Ruby simply stared at the redhead, puzzled by Ren boycotting baking.
"At least, not for Nora anyway." She added that last bit and the other two simply accepted it. It was common fact that when the bubbly girl was involved, Ren knew best.
"Huh... Well that explains why he gave her the cold shoulder..." Jaune gave up on remembering completely. No good in trying to remember seemingly bad memories. "Then I'll just make the cookies next time. In the mean time, I look forward to choosing where we go next. And no, we are NOT going outside the kingdom."
"Aaawww," Ruby whined at the follow up. "I wanted to go treasure hunting at Vacuo!"
"Uh, are you referring to the recently overrun ruins just across the southern borders?" Pyrrha asked. "Professor Oobleck said that those missions were restricted to graduating students only."
"What?!" Ruby was in shock. "Yang said we could go and even bring back a souvenir!"
"The Grimm encounter reports in that area recently skyrocketed just after some researchers blasted open a new tunnel last month and only fully-fledged Huntsmen are allowed anywhere near them."
"And besides," Jaune added. "Who, in their right minds, would allow kids to take random stuff from an archaeological dig site? Won't all the stuff they find there be important, y'know, for history and stuff?"
"Ugh, I was sooo looking forward to it..." the little one pouted.
They continued to walk in silence for a while. Only during such times did Ruby wonder why the library was so far away from the dorms. Pyrrha, on the other hand, was silently thanking the architect for the extended time she could have walking side by side with the apple of her eye. Even if it was in silence, she still enjoyed her time with her dense idiot of a leader. But, sadly, Ruby's introverted nature didn't align with Pyrrha's wishes.
"So," breaking the silence, Ruby decided to get her assessment while they walked back to the dorms. "How did I do in the chess game?"
"Better than Yang, but still below Ren," commented Jaune. "It was preeetty obvious you were trying to punch a hole through the pawns using everything except the knight piece."
"Darn it," Ruby cursed her obviousness. "What gave it away?"
"Well," Pyrrha decided to answer that. "It would've been easier to hide if you didn't monologue your plans all the time like a dramatic villain in the movies, Ruby."
"..." Ruby was speechless at her own mistake.
Grinning at her awkward jaw-drop expression, Jaune decided to ask the question that was bugging him even more today.
"Why chess?"
"Hm?" the two reds tilted their heads to the side.
"You said you wanted to become a better leader," the boy explained. "So why did you want to play chess?"
"Oh, y'know, I figured that if I learned how to handle an army, I could be a better team leader."
The little rose answered so honestly, it seemed like childish thinking.
"Ruby, you don't need to be good at chess to be a better leader," Jaune said. "In fact, chess doesn't determine whether you're a good leader or not. I mean, you devised team combo moves that are straight out of a video game. You get along well with everyone in your team. Well, maybe not all the time with Weiss, but still you're sensitive enough to help them out whenever you can. You're already a leader just by being who you are."
Pyrrha nodded in agreement with her leader's statement.
"Hmmm," Ruby thought for a bit. "Your right. Thanks, Jaune. You too, Pyrrha."
"Glad I could be of help," Pyrrha replied while Jaune ruffled the little girl's hair, something his partner would've killed... I mean, something his partner would've wanted him to try on her own as well.
Continuing down the hall, the trio conversed some more. Reminiscing the past year that went by like a breeze, they found a new topic.
"So, what do you guys think Professor Ozpin has planned for this year's Initiation?"
"Knowing the headmaster, I would guess something random." Pyrrha couldn't really guess what Ozpin would do.
"You think he'd do to them the same he did with us? He seems like the kind of guy who would catapult kids into the forest without blinking an eye." The knight's sarcastic tone sounded along the almost empty corridor.
"Jaune, you're not still holding a grudge, are you?" Pyrrha smiled with concern.
"Let's see. Launching me a few hundred meters into the air and allowing me to fall into a forest chock full of Grimm at terminal velocity all the while knowing that I had no actual combat training before entering Beacon and almost being killed by a Deathstalker after a close landing, what do you think?"
"You're... angry?" Ruby guessed.
"Hahah," the boy chuckled. "I was."
"Was?" both redheads prompted.
"Well, it was ME who came here without actually knowing anything at all about fighting. I didn't even try to study up on what they do here before I applied. There I was, thinking the life of a hero would be simple and easy. Boy was I wrong." He said reasonably. "So, you could say it was mostly my fault."
The two reds glanced at each other. Just a few days after the resolved White Fang incident dubbed, the Breach, Ozpin called upon those that bravely defended Vale from the Grimm. The headmaster held a service to show gratitude to the defenders and honored the dead. Shortly after, he interrogated Team RWBY about the events that led up to the present and offered to reward their team. Generous as he was, Ozpin did the same for those that rushed to Vale's aide, mainly Teams JNPR and CFVY.
Among the awardees, Jaune was called for and spoken to in private. This aroused curiosity from his teammates as well their sister Team. They tried to interrogate him about it but he was reluctant to do so. His talk with the headmaster was mostly about how Ozpin had informed his family that he was involved and survived the incident. The reasoning for this was pretty obvious. Ozpin knew Jaune's transgressions for entering Beacon illegally and his family, his father in particular, was worried. But despite the wrongness of the Arc boy's actions, Ozpin allowed him to stay, on the one condition that Jaune improve himself enough to match his teammates in terms of fighting capability. Seeing as he passed this condition, the headmaster called and informed the Arc family of his decision to let Jaune stay.
But as this was a personal matter, the silver-headed headmaster left the boy to choose whether to tell the others or not. It wasn't long until he decided that his closest friends deserved to know. Reactions were... mixed, to say the least. Some were cross about it, like Weiss and Yang. Others were kind enough to understand and stay quiet, like Ruby and Ren. But all in all, they decided to just accept it. After all, dark secrets about the past were pretty common among their troupe of friends.
"I can't blame him for wanting to test his students," Jaune continued. "But I just wish he wasn't too extreme about 'how' he did it."
"That's... quite mature of you, Jaune," Ruby said. "You've really grown up."
"And you haven't, I guess," Jaune teased.
"Hey, I'll have you know that drinking a single gallon of milk a day since entering Beacon has helped me grow 1.2 centimeters just this year," the little leader retorted. "Just five more years and I'll be taller than Weiss!"
"Wait, a gallon of milk per day?" Jaune started thinking. "A gallon is equal to 4 quarts. A quart equals 4 glasses. You can drink 16 of those in a single day?! How are you not getting sick of it?"
"Never underestimate me, Jaune. I have a will of iron," Ruby continued by monologuing in a scheming tone. "And soon, I'll be tall enough to match Pyrrha. Soon... Heheheh... Bwahahahah... BWUAAAHAHAHAH!"
Giggling at the young one's evil laugh, one of the trio decided to be realistic about it.
"I'd hate to be the bearer of bad news, Ruby, but, on average, girl's can't grow any taller after the age of eighteen," Pyrrha, walking next to her partner, had shutdown Ruby's dreams then and there.
"BWUHAHAHA–! Wait... What did you...?" Ruby became silent.
"So it probably wouldn't matter if you grew another centimeter per year for the next... two years..." the Spartan noticed that her friend stopped in her tracks and was now left a few feet behind. "Uh... Ruby?"
The short girl was quiet. That wasn't the problem though. She was also trembling in place. She shook while staring down at the floor. Seeking help, Pyrrha looked over to Jaune. However, even the blonde didn't know what to do in this situation.
"Uh... Is everything alright?" He tried asking. "Ruby?"
"...lied to me..."
"Come again?" the taller pair tilted their heads.
"She... she..."
At that moment, Ruby snapped.
"GRRRRAAAAAAAGGGGHHH! YANG LIED TO MEEEE!" Just as she blew her top, the little red disappeared with a sonic boom. The only sign that she was once there was the mess of falling rose petals that trailed off towards the direction of the dorms building. Left in confusion, the knight and Spartan pair looked at each other, searching for answers. Of course, it didn't last long. Just staring at each other's eyes was enough to turn Pyrrha's cheeks as red as her hair.
"STUDENTS!"
"AAAHHH!" "WAAAAHH!"
A sudden shout behind the pair nearly made them jump out of their shoes. In a daze, Pyrrha let out a cute squeal before jumping to her partner's side. The culprit, standing behind them, was a professor they knew all too well. Ahem. I mean, 'Doctor' they knew well. His unkempt green hair was carelessly pulled back as if swept away by the breeze. Not to mention, his crooked tie and partially untucked button-up shirt completely made him look nothing like a professor. Ahem, sorry, Doctor.
"Prof– I mean, Doctor Oobleck," Pyrrha cleared her throat. "What can we do for you?"
"Ah yes, Ms. Nikos. I was just going to confirm with the both of you and Mr. Arc if the one that broke the sound barrier in a fit of rage all the while simultaneously creating this thick trail of petals was indeed Ms. Rose."
"Uh, yes, sir, it was Ruby," Jaune slipped in his words. "What's up?"
"Petals assumed to be after effects. Note if volume is proportional to initial velocity."
"Professor?"
The teacher wrote down notes in a small leather-bound journal while observing the petal-flooded floor but immediately snapped back to attention and pocketed his notes when Jaune called for him. Approaching Jaune so that the boy's nose was just a few centimeters from his spectacles, the tall man corrected his pupil's mistake.
"It's 'Doctor', Mr. Arc," returning back to his normal posture, the man failed to sense a redhead's jealousy in their momentarily close approximation. "Well, seeing as you answered my query, I need nothing more. I was simply taking notes on Ms. Rose's Semblance. However, this mess simply won't do. So–" Dashing out of sight and returning just as quickly, the doctor continued. "Please use this to help me clean up your friend's mess."
Noticing the dust pans and brooms the teacher held out in both hands, the yellow-red duo just decided to nod and follow his instructions instead of arguing. Although it was Oobleck's idea to clean, his constant darting back and forth caused some of the already-collected petals to scatter all over again. However, the partners simply continued to clean up after their friend, as well as the instructor's, mess anyway. They did enjoy a laugh when Glynda Goodwitch spotted their activities and scolded her fellow staff about how difficult he was making the task for the two to accomplish, especially since it was he who requested their help. After the arduous task was completed, with the help of the good witch, Pyrrha and Jaune waved their professors off before heading back to the dorms.
The pair walked in silence as the sun started to set. The once blue sky was now tinged with a burning orange hue. The atmosphere was just right. The mood was perfect. A conversation between partners was undoubtedly going to be romantic right about now. So why was it so quiet between the two? There was just one problem: Pyrrha didn't know what to talk about at a time like this.
(Assertive Nikos)'Come on, Pyrrha. Just start a conversation.'
(Reserved Nikos)'But... but... what should I say?'
(Assertive Nikos) 'I don't know! Just act natural!'
(Reserved Nikos) 'Natural?! Like what?!'
(Assertive Nikos) 'Anything! Just don't waste the time you get to spend with your adorkable knight!'
She tried searching for a topic.
"So uhh..." she started.
"Hmmm?"
"It's a nice weather we're having, huh?"
(Assertive Nikos) 'No! You idiot! Not that!'
(Reserved Nikos) 'You said 'natural'! This wasn't it?!'
(Assertive Nikos) 'Anything BUT that! How are you supposed to follow up a conversation with just THAT?!'
(Reserved Nikos) 'I'm sorry! I'm not good at this, especially since its Jaune!'
"I guess so..."
As a storm of thoughts surged within Pyrrha's head, Jaune answered absentmindedly. His tone was less cheery than it was a minute ago. Now that she noticed, he seemed to have been awfully quiet for a while now. Curious, Pyrrha calmed her inner turmoil to focus on her partner.
"Since it's such a nice day, would you..." she stopped the blonde boy with a tap to his shoulder.
"Huh?" he was abruptly made to face his pair.
"Would you like to practice again today?"
"Uh..." Scratching the back of his head, Jaune tried to avert his gaze. "Maybe not today, Pyrrha."
To the eyes of his partner, it was clear something was off.
"Something bothering you?" She asked.
"Just a... Not feeling too well... right now..."
He tried to dodge the question, but Pyrrha was having none of that. She pushed a little harder by grabbing his arm.
"Jaune, I can tell something is bothering you." She gripped his hand in her palms. "I want to help, so please, let me."
Taking a deep breath, Jaune let out a sigh. Pyrrha, not wanting to rush him, let the boy answer at his own pace. After a while, he spoke.
"I'm just a little... frustrated is all."
"About what?"
"Haah," (Sigh #2) popped out. He sat down with his back to a pillar. Pyrrha sat next to him, albeit nervous of their close proximity. "Ruby wanted me to teach her how to be a better leader...even though I have absolutely no idea what I did to give her the impression that I am."
Pyrrha listened intently. Her neutral expression demonstrates how serious she was about her partner's dilemma.
"She's a better fighter, has a good head on her shoulders. She's also pretty badass when it comes down to it. I'm proud to call her my friend." Jaune's expression changed from impressed to one of self-pity. "To top it off, she has an amazing Semblance. (Sigh #3) Somehow I feel like I can't keep up with her at all."
Pyrrha's solemn air didn't change. She just listened.
"I left my family so that I could become a Huntsman here at Beacon. It's already been a year and I still feel like I'm in square one."
"You are not," Pyrrha declared. "You've been really improving. You have been since you asked me to train you–"
"Even my Semblance hasn't manifested itself yet," he interrupted her praise. "No matter how hard I try, I still don't know what it is."
"Don't worry. We're almost there," Pyrrha consoled her partner. "Everyone has their own pace. You've already got the hang of channelling your Aura. You never know. We might find out what it is tomorrow."
"But it's just so... frustrating." Jaune sighed as he leaned his balk to the wall of the empty hallway. "All this training may be helping me but still. I feel like I'm just wasting your time..."
Pyrrha was definitely NOT having any of that.
"You are not!" Grasping his hands in hers, she forced eye contact with her partner. "I will not stand by and allow my partner to say such things about himself. Jaune Arc is the most hard-working person I know. He's kind and looks out for his friends. He may be a klutz sometimes but I know he means well. He never wanted to be a leader, but he still gave his all to be the best he could be. And for that, his friends respect him for it."
Only after saying all that did Pyrrha notice her partner's gloom disappear, replaced by a kind and relieved expression. Then she took note of how red with embarrassment his cheeks were. With just a breath's distance between their faces, Pyrrha immediately pulled hers away and stood up. However, she wasn't finished.
"Even though you look down on yourself and your abilities, you're forgetting one important thing Jaune," holding out her hand, she slowly pulled the boy up to his feet.
"What's that?"
"You were able to survive here at Beacon," she replied with a smile.
"Heheh. Yeah, but didn't we all?" he answered jokingly.
"Yes, we did. But you were probably the first one to ever survive a year WITHOUT his Semblance. And that makes me even prouder to call you my partner."
Jaune stared back at the redhead's eyes. Pride and joy were clearly reflected from her green gems. She was proud of him. It was something he always heard from his parents but it was his first time hearing it from a friend. Taking in all she said, he regained his cheery demeanor.
"Thanks, Pyrrha. You're a pal."
(Reserved Nikos) 'Aaaw! Just a pal?'
(Assertive Nikos) 'Shut up and take it! He's too dense so just be patient!'
(Reserved Nikos) 'But I want him!'
(Assertive Nikos) 'I do too so be patient!'
Pyrrha smiled at the remark, silently cursing how the apple of her eye could be so dense.
"Just don't let Nora catch you feeling bad about yourself. We wouldn't want her to do EVERYTHING she can just to cheer you up."
God knows, NO ONE wants Nora to do EVERYTHING she can. The happiness of one man is not worth the end of the world.
BEEP BEEP
A sudden beeping interrupted the duo from their peaceful talk. Taking out his scroll, Jaune checked the 'inbox' tab.
"It's from Ren."
"What does it say?"
"It says 'Ruby is trying to kill Yang for lying to her about the height growth thing. Nora is helping her. PLEASE HELP. P.S. Don't get Goodwitch.'"
Of course, if they wanted to resolve things peacefully with Professor Goodwitch, they'd have to go through a hell of a punishment first. That was not advisable so the two silently agreed not to call the teacher.
BEEP BEEP
"Another one? From Blake? It says 'I can hear Nora from your dorm room. She says she plans on breaking the door down.'"
"She's kidding, right?" Jaune asked his partner. But the two both knew, the secret Faunus of Team RWBY was never one to joke about Nora.
BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP
The scroll started to beep repeatedly.
"Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Blake" "Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Weiss" "Mail Received: Ruby" "Mail Received: Ruby" "Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Mom" "Mail Received: Yang" "Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Zwei" "Mail Received: Ren" "Mail Received: Blake" "Mail Received: Weiss"
"What the–" Getting flustered with the consecutive received messages, Jaune quickly scanned the text of the most recent one. His face switched from worry to dread.
"Jaune," Spotting the change, Pyrrha asked. "What is it?"
"Weiss says she's gonna call Goodwitch if we don't stop Nora from breaking down their room's wall."
"That's not good!"
Panicked, the two rushed toward the dorms. Little did Jaune know, had he read all of the emails he received that night, he would have known that another problem was coming his way.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I AM BACK! After the first month I started revising this work, I ended up with a lot of dead ends. The characters were messed up all over in design, half-hearted personalities, no backstories. I needed to rethink and double check everything. After much consideration, I went for an overhaul. Now most of what occurs in the original work is gonna disappear, mostly minor but you get it, that is a lot of minor details to redo. The timeline in the revised is gonna get compressed so you guys are gonna have to reread the whole thing. Sorry. On the plus side, I can now write the story that I originally planned for all of my characters. Now, as all of you know, I will STILL not stick to the canon's main plot. However, I will wait until major details like 'where they lived' & 'this place's name' if I have too. I really wanna introduce Jaune and Jeane's family but that is a boatload of kids so not any time sooner. Anyway, I also ended up with a good backstory for the second team. So they will get the spotlight. But first, the main cast. I will be working on this project, and hopefully ONLY this project, for the next three months straight, so stay tuned for updates.
Thanks again for the patience and I'll see you guys next time! XD